Isaac looked at Bai Xiao, who still had an expressionless face, and spoke to himself.
"Just wait, I will avenge Roland!"
Whether he was trying to provoke Bai Xiao or truly thought so in his heart was unclear. In any case, Isaac successfully made Bai Xiao laugh before the match.
Under the sunlight.
The faint smile on Bai Xiao's face was particularly dazzling.
Isaac's aura surged, blazing with anger. The black and red evil qi and killing intent around him condensed behind him, forming a fearsome iron cavalry over five meters tall.
The cavalry was wrapped in black armor, exposing only its blood-red eyes. The serrated giant sword in its hand was raised high, akin to a guillotine.
Attempting to sever the enemy's head!
At that moment, the black-clad referee loudly announced.
"The match begins!"
The next second.
"Whoosh!"
